Golden Harvest Studio, test room on the third floor of the office building.

In the small test room with nearly 200 square meters, due to the special lighting requirements of the test room, even if some curtains are opened, it looks a little dim. The 40 or so leather seats, which have only recently been purchased, are neatly placed in the venue, exuding a hint of fresh wood lacquer.

On the stage, a special screen, which is slightly longer than an ordinary screen, hangs quietly.

Click——!

I only heard a soft sound on the door of the test room, slightly revealing a small crack in the door, and a figure probed through the gap and looked inside.

"Hey, old Joe, aren't you watching a movie? Xi Chongjian glanced at the testing room, and immediately turned back to the person behind him and asked.

"We came early, of course no one. ”

Qiao Hong, who was the leader of the student class, was not surprised at all, bypassing Xi Chongjian and gently pushed open the door of the test room, and the students behind him, such as Ge Lan and Zeng Yi, also followed him inconsistently.

Only Xi Chongjian scratched his head and walked in.

This was the first time the eight of them had entered the testing room.

Seeing this scene in front of me for the first time made these people who are used to the super-large theater feel a little fresh.

The leather sofa seats are obviously much more comfortable than the wooden and iron benches in the theater, and next to each chair, there is a small coffee table with the same height as the armrests.

A few people looked around, and found the abnormality of the screen in two clicks.

Xi Chongjian, who was sitting in the first row to experience the comfort of the sofa cushions, squinted his eyes comfortably while nestling in the sofa, and asked casually: "Old Qiao, why is this screen so long? ”

Qiao Hong, who was observing the venue around, was stunned, and hesitantly glanced at the screen behind the screen and said, "I don't know." ”

"Yo yo yo-" Xi Chongjian sat up excitedly, knelt on the chair and teased: "Our powerful senior squad leader, there are also things that we don't know?"

Qiao Hong rolled his eyes rarely, and said, "I'm from the actor class, not the props team." ”

Some of the eight students of Golden Harvest live on the set, and some live at home, Qiao Hong's family is all in Duwan, and he is lonely, so he naturally moved to the dormitory on the set.

And because Qiao Hong was the oldest and most mature and experienced among the eight, he was appointed as the squad leader by Cheng Gang.

As the class leader, he is a teacher and guides the students, and while he has more responsibilities, he can also learn more things, so even Qiao Hong, who is a little cold by nature, will not fall behind at all when he is the most talented of the eight people in the performance practice.

Not to mention Xi Chongjian, who fished for three days and dried nets for two days.

Fortunately, this baby has no heart and lungs, and he doesn't care about being compared to his classmates, plus he has an old relationship with Lao Qiao for many years, so it's not taboo to joke.

However, as soon as Qiao Hong's words fell, Zhang Bingqian over there hesitated for a moment, and then replied in a low voice: "This is a wide screen." ”

“……”

The scene was a little quiet, and everyone's questioning eyes rushed towards her, which immediately made her a little uneasy, but fortunately, Zeng Yi next to her thought about it and asked, "Wide screen?"

"Well, widescreen. Zhang Bingqian sorted out her thoughts, nodded and replied: "I heard that this is a new technology from the United States, and the picture is better than ordinary screens, and the United States is also ......."

Zhang Bingqian babbled about what she heard from Yang Qiu, and her heart gradually quieted down a little.

To be honest, after a few months of taking classes with these classmates, she was so ashamed that she almost went back to be her aunt's wife.

Guy because she found that her acting talent was the worst among her classmates.

It's better than the lazy Xi Chongjian!

Obviously, I worked very hard......

Although he is the youngest in the actor class and the most beautiful in the actor class, he is also the most criticized by the teacher. Especially a certain teacher Yang, who hated that iron could not become steel, even threw out the word vase.

At that time, Zhang Bingqian's tears swirled in her eyes, and then she still endured it until she got out of school and fell on the bus home.

She was so sad that she didn't eat dinner, and sobbed alone in the bedroom.

Later, Teacher Yang, who was still late at night, gave her another make-up 'class', so that she temporarily pressed down on the idea of dropping out of school.

As Yang Qiu said:

"What's wrong with vases? Many people can't make vases if they want to. ”

"Don't be afraid to make vases, as long as the films you participate in are good and classic enough, after more than ten years, you will be a goddess......"

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Bingqian feels that the truth is not bad.

It's just that she always feels that something is wrong......

Yang Qiu's tone was categorical when he said this, as if he had really seen such a vase.

Besides, what a vase!

Is it good for her Zhang Bingqian to pursue......

In the entire actor training class, she has not told others about her relationship with Yang Qiu, and she commutes to and from work all day long, and insists on taking the bus by herself, so the classmates in the actor class know that she has a relationship, but they don't know much about it.

At this time, I heard Zhang Bingqian talk about the way of the wide-screen head, but I was a little puzzled, and I didn't know where Zhang Bingqian came from.

However, after all, it is a matter of privacy, and it is difficult for everyone to inquire in detail.

A few people were talking, and suddenly the door of the testing room was pushed open again, and people No. 8 or 9 walked in again.

Seeing Yang Qiu striding in front, Xi Chongjian was so frightened that he jumped off the chair.

The students of the actor class all stood respectfully by the aisle at this time, waiting for Yang Qiu's words to call them.

"MS. KASHIKO, MR. KAWAKITA, PLEASE TAKE A SEAT, THESE ARE ALL STUDENTS OF MY ACTING CLASS, I WILL SAY A FEW WORDS TO THEM FIRST. Yang Qiu glanced at the waiting students, and said to the Chuan Xiduo couple next to him.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, please feel free. ”

Chuan Xi Duozheng replied, then sat down with his wife and chatted with Zhang Shankun and his wife who accompanied him.

These two neon friends will run to Xiangjiang if they have nothing to do, and this time they came to Xiangjiang at the invitation of Yang Qiu.

Since Zhang Shankun sold well in "Rouge Buckle", although he opened a black and white film in the back, he still had a strong interest in color films. So some time ago, he went to Neon and made a special trip to find Kawakita Nagamasa to learn more about Neon's natural color photography technology.

So Yang Qiu asked Zhang Shankun, who was in Neon at the time, to invite Chuan Kita and his wife to come to Hong Kong to watch his new movie.

ANYWAY, SINCE "RASHOMON" PARTICIPATED IN THE OSCARS, KAWAKITA AND HIS WIFE HAVE NO OTHER IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO, AND MS. KASHIKO HAS ALWAYS REMEMBERED YANG QIU'S SCRIPT VIVIDLY, AND WHEN FOOD, CLOTHING, HOUSING AND TRANSPORTATION ARE ALL INCLUDED, THE TWO OF THEM CAME TO XIANGJIANG AGAIN.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you have watched and studied a lot of movies during this time. Yang Qiu looked at the eight students in front of him, pointed to the screen behind him and said: "But this era is an era in which technology is innovating at any time, and the movie we are about to see may be different from the movies you have seen before." So ......"

Yang Qiu looked around for a week, and saw that the students all had a nervous look, so he nodded and said, "So, I hope you can watch this movie carefully and see what is the difference between this movie and what you have seen before." ”

"Then, whatever way you write it, write a movie and read it to me. ”

“……”

Everyone listened to the original 'picture understanding', and suddenly there was a gloomy cloud, Xi Chongjian, who was born not to like to write, scratched his head with a bitter face, and was not afraid that he would be bald in the future.

Yang Qiu smiled softly, then turned around and sat down.